I woke up to a cloudy Memorial Day.
Solemn is the word.
They are going to let the robot try again at the Gulf spill.
Meanwhile, flowers and flags are everywhere at nation’s cemeteries.
I was at the beach (Juno) yesterday, and I was wondering how long it will take for the oil spill to get here.
And this thought must have been on people’s mind back then during World War II (the worry that aggression will soon reach American shores).
So they took it to Europe, the war theater.
And a military industrial complex was born.
All sorts of chemical techniques have been tried out since (Kim Phuc and other Japanese survivors of the nuclear bombs can tell you).
And our desperate need for cheaper and cleaner source of energy is propelling us to experiment more, from Three-Mile-Island to the Gulf of Mexico.
As long as we can cut down the number of middle men involved.
To do that, drilling facilities will have to reside closer to shores, created more exposure.
Catch-22.
One thing I notice we can do, but often haven’t.
Synchronizing the traffic lights better, so we don’t consume unneeded fuel.
Soon the age of Hi tech will give ways to the age of Clean tech.
Many will lose their shirts. But decades from now, others will “hummer” along quietly on the streets in their electric cars, just as we are in our hybrids,
a two steps up from horse carriages. Each stage of advance comes with unintended consequences to nature (horse dung, global warming).
If we know better to coin the term “Mother Nature” then it’s time for a renewed parental respect. Because foods certainly did not grow from supermarkets-
middle men in the supply chain. Those who are smarter named their stores Whole Foods, Quality foods. But actually they make more margin
on chemical and cleaning supplies. I hope and pray the robots will plug the hole on the Gulf so next Memorial Day, on the beach of Florida, I can save my mind
for other worries than oceanic pollution.
Thang Nguyen 555 